Zombies don't need to rest

But he couldn't call again, so he could only throw the phone aside and lie down on the bed in annoyance.

It's not that he doesn't know the truth of killing for life.

But

Yang Li gritted his teeth hard and squeezed out this sentence: "No matter who you are, you must abide by the federal laws. A zombie who committed a crime will be convicted by a federal judge. If you really dare to use lynching, wait for the interrogation." See you indoors"

With this in mind, Yang Li, who had listened to nonsense all day during the day and was frightened again at night, fell asleep.

However, unlike what he thought, the leader who answered the phone was not as calm as he appeared on the phone.

In Base City No. [-], the black car drove all the way in the night, and finally stopped outside the gate of a low building area. Immediately afterwards, the lights of the conference room came on.

At the same time, in No. 11 base city, in the living room of Longyin No. [-] house, butler Lao Jiu looked at Fan Zishan who came out in pajamas, and reported the situation tonight in detail.

After listening patiently, Fan Zishan looked at Fan Junyu who was sitting silently on the sofa beside him, "Tell me your opinion?"

Fan Junyu hesitated for a long time before slowly asking, "Dad, tell me, can we really communicate with zombies?"

Fan Zishan saw the confusion in his son's eyes.

He went to the wine cabinet next to him and took out the wine that Jiang Yang asked Wu Lu to send over.

The old housekeeper had already prepared the wine bowl, Fan Zishan gently unscrewed the cap of the bottle and smelled the aroma, then called for Fan Junyu to come over, and at the same time pointed to the place next to him

"Lao Jiu, accompany us to have a drink"

The old butler was stunned for a moment, then sat down beside Fan Zishan with a smile, picked up the wine bottle and filled it up for the three of them.

The question in Fan Junyu's mind has not been answered, but Fan Zishan is not in a hurry to speak, but just stretches out his hand to signal him to drink.

After three glasses of wine, Fan Junyu also gradually calmed down. It was only then that Fan Zishan finally asked him slowly, "What do you think is the difference between zombies and us?"

At this moment, Fan Junyu no longer felt anxious when he just came out of the Windless Tavern. He felt much calmer and thought for a while before answering, "Their bodies are stronger, their lifespan is almost endless, and they seem to have unlimited time and energy to go to work." do what they want"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his head, "Compared with us, they are more like new humans."

He thought that his words would be criticized, but to his surprise, Fan Zishan just smiled and nodded, "Yes, from this point of view, they are indeed better than us."

The old butler next to him helped the three people fill up the wine again, then put the empty bottle aside, and opened another bottle under Fan Zishan's signal.

This bottle is produced within the Federation. Compared with the two bottles sent by Jiang Yang, although the aroma is not diminished, it has a slightly more sour taste.

Fan Zishan glanced at his son who was waiting for his answer, lit a cigarette and said slowly

"They are strong, but they need a large amount of high-concentration life substances to maintain them. They live long, but they lose the ability to reproduce forever. They have more time and energy, but why don't they suffer greater loneliness?"

Fan Zishan dipped a little water in the teacup next to him, and drew a circle on the table, "We live in a circle, going round and round and round and round."

Then draw a line next to it "they live on a line with only a beginning and no end"

Fan Junyu frowned and looked at Fan Zishan who stopped talking, "And then?"

Fan Zishan laughed, "Then? Then we need to help each other. Their longevity and knowledge can provide us with the motivation to move forward, and we provide them with a basic environment that allows them to live, including material and spiritual."

He glanced at Fan Junyu with a deep look, "Let me tell you a secret, if you want to create the life substances necessary to keep the zombies alive, you need someone."

Fan Junyu's eyes widened in horror, "Is that legend true?"

Fan Zishan nodded in disbelief, "Otherwise, what do you think that Mr. Jiang has been hesitating for so many years?"

Taking a deep breath, Fan Zishan took a sip of wine, stood up and walked to the window to look at the base city under the night sky. "Also, what do you think is the reason why we can sit and negotiate with the zombies calmly?"

Fan Junyu said hesitantly, "Yes, weapons?"

Fan Zishan nodded in satisfaction, and pointed to a meteor that flashed across the sky, "Space-based railguns can support any area of ​​the Pan-Asian Federation within 5 minutes, and the shooting error is less than one centimeter."

Then he placed two armor-like things at the door of his house. "Battle armor. Zombies like to call heavy battle armor mechs. The Federation has been updated to the ninth generation. It can guarantee that even if you face C The siege of super zombies can also last until the rail gun locks the target"

Fan Zishan turned around and looked at his son, and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke

"Although we don't know why 200 years have passed, the Luo Dasheng is still unswervingly developing the military industry. But I know very well that even if 3000 million zombies in the entire Pan-Asian Federation rebelled at the same time, the victorious , and it can never be them"

Fan Junyu was stunned. In recent years, the federal news has seldom mentioned the development of the military industry, so he is really not very clear that the federation has such confidence.

However, thinking of Jiang Yang's mighty and domineering appearance when he was in the Wufeng Tavern just now, he hesitated and asked, "But, just now, Mr. Jiang said in front of the Federal Guard that he wanted to kill Cai Wuen."

"Hahahaha, that's because you don't know our Mr. Jiang yet."

Fan Zishan looked at Lao Jiu with a smile, then stretched out his hand and patted his son's shoulder and said with great emotion, "He will definitely not let Cai Wuen go, but he will not make the Federation ugly. That person is far more important than you imagined. shrewd"

"And" Fan Zishan's face darkened, "do you think the problem we have to face now is zombies? Then you are wrong."

Fan Junyu didn't understand "What is that?"

Fan Zishan narrowed his eyes and asked, "In your opinion, is the Pan-Asian Federation really a whole?"

Having been in charge of No.11 Base City for 50 years, Fan Zishan knew very well that Mr. Jiang never intended to go to the opposite side of the Federation.

Because it is not needed.

This country, brought together by disaster, has reached the brink of shattering after the visible threat has disappeared.

At the same time, under the deliberate guidance of the great sage Luo, countless ammunition has been piled up in warehouses, and a large number of unemployed youths have been unreasonably stuffed into the army.

War is inevitable, and the friction 30 years ago was just a preview of this disaster.

It is true that it will take some time for all this to happen.

But what zombies need most is time.

Fan Zishan looked through the window in the direction of the ninth block. Before Lao Jiu and Fan Junyu came back, he talked with Jiang Yang on the phone.

That's why he knew very well that Jiang Yang was waiting.

Waiting for the prosperity to end, waiting for the heavy rain, waiting for this precarious world

Send to the end.

But, if all that happened, would he feel sad?

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Yang Li still waited for his superior's reply.

Early the next morning, Yang Li woke up from his dream just after dawn.

Just when he was anxiously looking at the phone, he was startled by the sudden vibration, and after seeing the number clearly on the screen, Yang Li connected the phone immediately.

However, the words on the other side made him stunned.

"At ten o'clock this morning, you took people to the No. 11 Base City Flower Square to assist the No. 11 Base City Ninth Street Police Department to maintain order"

With just such a sentence, he hung up the phone after finishing speaking. Yang Li stood in the room with his mobile phone in his hand, not understanding what happened during the night.

He didn't apply for the right to fire, and he didn't have the support of armored troops. His new task was to go to the Flower Square with the local police to maintain order.

I'm the Federal Guard not a security guard!

Although he was very reluctant, Yang Li still chose to carry out the tasks assigned by the superiors.

Out of curiosity, he immediately assembled his team and went to the Plaza de la Fiori in the Ninth Street.

But there is no one else here except for some staff who are installing equipment and speakers.

But just as he was about to find someone to ask about the situation, the female team member in charge of monitoring Zhang Miao suddenly called: "Captain, Zhang Miao is missing, and the four zombies he brought over are also missing."

Yang Li's face changed, and he immediately thought of what Jiang Yang said last night at the Windless Tavern.

Could it be that he did it?

Without much hesitation, Yang Li directly informed the female team member that they had come to the ninth block, and then the whole team went to the Windless Tavern together.

It was six o'clock in the morning, and most of the zombies in the Windless Tavern had already left, except for a few factories that were relatively close and were still waiting for the opening time at eight o'clock.

Windless taverns are generally closed for rest during the day, and zombie workers on night shifts rarely come to taverns during the day, and they prefer to go to parks or libraries in comparison.

Pushing open the door, Yang Li immediately saw Feng Wenbin who was packing up his things and was going to go home to sleep after the zombies went to work in the factory.

No nonsense, just stopped him at the entrance of the passage, "Mr. Feng Wenbin, right?"

Feng Wenbin saw Yang Li smiling and nodding in greeting, "Hi Captain Yang, what do you need?"

But Yang Li didn't pay attention to his greeting, but asked with a serious face, "Where is Jiang Yang?"

Feng Wenbin shrugged his shoulders, and said very casually, "Brother Yang is now heading to No. 999 Ping'an Avenue, the Federal 1127 Factory, the first production team, turn left from here, walk along Xingfu Road until you reach the end, turn right and you will see it. There is still one hour and 45 minutes before the start time, and you can catch up with him at your speed."

Hearing this, Yang Li led his team members to open the door of Wufeng Tavern, and quickly chased them in the direction of Factory 1127. Looking at their backs, Feng Wenbin smiled and shook his head, "What's the use? Are you really Do you think Brother Yang is just going to kill Cai Wuen now?"

On the street, Yang Li was looking for Jiang Yang quickly, but when he saw the familiar figure from behind, Jiang Yang had already walked into the guard room at the gate of the factory.

"He really came to the factory?"

Frowning, he looked at Jiang Yang who walked into the factory after being inspected by the guards, Yang Li could only stop on the side of the road with a frown.

After hesitating for a moment, he looked at the team members behind him, "Leave two people here to watch. If he comes out, he must notify me. The others will go to the Plaza de la Fiori with me first to find out the situation from the Ninth Street Police Department."

The soldiers were divided into two groups, but Yang Li did not relax at all. His intuition told him that the disappearance of Zhang Miao and others might have something to do with Jiang Yang, but he didn't have any evidence.

Moreover, thinking of the old butler who appeared at the dinner yesterday, he always felt that this incident seemed to be related to No. 11 base city.

"Damn it, what the hell happened here, what did they do after we left the Windless Tavern last night?"

At eight o'clock, Yang Li brought his team to Flower Square again.

At this time, a platform about half a meter above the ground has been temporarily installed here, covered with a red carpet, and a banner is hung on the top steel frame

"NO.11 Base City Zombie Workers Conference"

Liu Wei took his apprentice Zhao Xiaogang to wander around the edge of the square, directing the staff to install guide signs and loudspeakers.

Seeing Yang Li, he smiled and stretched out his hand, "Hello Chief, I am Liu Wei from the Ninth Street Police Department, and this is Zhao Xiaogang."

Yang Li is on the same level as his bureau chief, so Liu Wei showed great respect.

Although Xiao Zhao was curious about how young the captain of the Federal Guard was, he still saluted seriously.

After a quick greeting, Yang Li frowned again and looked at the banner on the platform in the middle of the square, "Zombie workers meeting?"

Liu Wei solemnly introduced:

"Yes, after the application of all zombie worker representatives in the No.11 base city, Fan Zishan, the director of the Pan-Asian Federation Council and the mayor of the No.11 base city, passed it and reported it to the Pan-Asian Federation Council for approval and filing. It will be held at 11 o'clock this morning. Hold the NO.[-] Base City Zombie Workers Conference on time to discuss a series of problems currently occurring in the base city”

After speaking, he took out an official document, and after seeing the words "Pan-Asian Federation Council" on the head, Yang Li's expression immediately became serious.

Although I don't know what the content of this meeting is, it is indeed a meeting approved by the highest federal authority. It is no wonder that the leader will let himself put down all work to help maintain order.

Taking a deep breath, it seems that it was just a coincidence in time. No wonder that Jiang Yang went to work in the factory early, so he also received the news.

Then he wouldn't dare to do it.

Thinking of this, Yang Li directly called back the two team members who were squatting opposite the gate of 1127 factory, but he was still silently vigilant in his heart to be careful of Jiang Yang's actions against Cai Wuen.

Thinking of Cai Wuen, he turned his head and asked Liu Wei next to him, "I heard that there was a case of zombies cannibalizing people in the Ninth Street District recently. I wonder if Captain Liu understands the situation?"

Liu Wei smiled and nodded, then shook his head again, "I did handle the case, but I'm sorry Captain Yang, this case has now been listed as the No.11 base city, and I can't disclose the details to you."

Yang Li was a little puzzled, under the jurisdiction of the base city?Could it be that Mayor Fan is going to investigate and deal with it himself?

In that case, it is estimated that Yang Miao and Cai Wuen were taken away by the mayor for investigation.

He breathed a sigh of relief at the thought.

To be honest, he was really worried that Jiang Yang would suddenly attack Cai Wuen. Now that the mayor has made a move, Jiang Yang might not be able to take any action, and presumably even the No. [-] base city would not be able to provide shelter for Cai Wuen. up.

A smile appeared on the corner of Yang Li's mouth. Let's see, Mr. Jiang, what's the difference between your behavior and that of a bandit?

After all, they are people from the old era, and they don't know what federal laws are at all.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Yang Li, who was standing outside the crowd in charge of maintaining order, saw Cai Wuen for the first time.

However, at this moment, Brother Ji no longer has the prestige of the past. The heavy confinement equipment locked him tightly from head to toe, and because of the weight, he had to bow his body and kneel on the half-meter-high platform.

A zombie worker representative who was also in the Windless Tavern last night came to the stage, and his loud voice resounded throughout the audience, and was also transmitted to further places through the equipment of the reporters present.

This meeting will be broadcast live.

"In view of the current situation in the NO.11 base city, this meeting was specially convened upon the application of all zombie worker representatives in this city to discuss some current problems and announce the handling opinions"

"First, allow me to introduce the participants of this meeting"

"In this meeting, a total of 35 representatives of zombie workers participated in the meeting on site. Representatives of zombie workers who were unable to attend the meeting due to work reasons will participate in the meeting online through a telephone connection."

Yang Li was standing far away, so he couldn't see the nameplate on the stage clearly, so he could only listen to the representative of the zombie worker who presided over the meeting continue to introduce the list of participants.